As the sun set on another day, Digital_Eon and irecinius were brought to the town's square. The villagers crowded around the gallows, jostling to get closer to the main event while maintaining elbow room. Digital_Eon was escorted from the west, the sun sinking away behind her. "Wolf!" some of the villagers cried, "Lynch her!" She continued to try to reason with them as she was lead through the crowd, but bent on revenge and unable to look directly at her dark figure through the light they did not hear her.

irecinius was meanwhile lead into the square from the east, already becoming difficult to see. He was a study in stoicism, taking the barbs and accusations from the villagers without so much as a flinch, or a sign of acknowledgement, which only served to further rile them

Both were escorted slowly against the press of bodies to the stage. Walking up from either side, they were then placed in position. "Do you have any final words?" the executioner asked them.

Digital_Eon bade the crowd farewell, while irecinius only stared.

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That night, a warm fog crept into the village once more. The villagers slept restfully and awoke in the morning with no more blood spilt since the day before.